If you'd like to apply to Snowblind and would like to test the waters first or get a sample set up for your application, this meme is for you! We've even provided some prompts for you to use if you want (but feel free to make up your own). Here's how it works.
✭ Reply to this entry with a character you're considering apping into the game. You can include the name of your character and the fandom in your subject line. ✭ Comment around to others on the meme, whether you're in the game already or not. ✭ Now you have a sample ready for your application! ✭ So go reserve and apply when reservations and applications are open. ✭ Seriously, do it.
Network Prompts
ONE: DRUG PUSHING What luck! You've found a bottle of medication...only, oh, it looks like it's a prescription for one of the other people trapped here with you. You have a lot of power in your hands now: you could do the right thing and give it back without a fight, demand a worthy trade to see how badly they want it, or auction it off to the highest bidder. They're not the only ones who could use a painkiller or an antidepressant, after all. If you don't need it for yourself, you're sure to be able to fetch a high price (or bank some high gratitude points) for it from someone.
TWO: CHECK YOUR RECEIPTS After a long day of traveling, you reach into your bag to scrounge up some dinner but you find that all of your food has gone bad. Everything, including the rations you stocked up on just yesterday, is covered in a thick layer of mold. Even the packaged nonperishables are somehow spoiled. Your whole backpack reeks of rot, and nothing edible has been spared. Maybe you can restock tomorrow, but what if you're not the only one whose food has been tainted? And what about the meal you had for lunch just hours ago? Your stomach turns. You'd better take to the network to get to the bottom of this
Action Prompts
THREE: WRITING ON THE WALL You've just settled into a building for the night with your traveling companion when you notice a message left somewhere on one of the walls. It's signed by a username you don't recall ever seeing before. It tells you discoveries and facts about the town you don't think are really real or should be followed. Tells you that they're heading in a direction they're convinced has the exit, and urge you to follow their lead. One of you thinks it's worth consideration. After all, why would anyone leave a message like this if they didn't mean it? But there are risks involved in chasing the assertions. Do you have the resources left to try?
FOUR: CORPSE PARTY Just before lockdown, you and your traveling companion are about to seek shelter in the nearest building when you spot a huddled figure nearly buried in the snow. When you get a little closer, you see that it's a person wrapped tightly in a blanket. Neither of you recognizes them, but you can't be sure; the blanket covers their face. They seem to have succumbed to the elements, but it looks like they're still breathing! You manage to drag them into the building with you with seconds to spare. Good job, you've saved somebody's life! But, as you pull apart the blankets to check on your new companion, you realize that they're not a "somebody" at all... And you're locked in with it until morning.
Oh, er - right. Though if you're planning on waiting it out, make sure your bag is as far away from you as possible! I mean - you mentioned a stench, so you don't want to get all... retchy.
I'm making this worse, aren't I. By talking about it. Um.
[Angel, you're such a sweetie, even when you're being a little turd-nugget...you are too good for this world 8(]
Not really. I'm not, uh, I'm not normally squeamish? Talking about awful smells isn't the same as smelling them.
[You can't straight up murder as many people as he has while being squeamish. If he puked every time he got splattered in brains and viscera, he'd never have got anything done on Elpis.
He shrugs, and manages a small, crooked smile]
Thanks for the suggestion. I threw it in the next room. Hopefully it'll air out and I won't have to burn it.
[ It seems more likely that the mould will gain sentience, possess the backpack and start waddling around town snorting spores into people's faces, honestly. That shit needs burning. And a ritual cleansing. And the ashes should be gathered up, sealed in an airtight box and shot into space. ]
But if you do have to get rid of it, try scouring your current location for pillowcases! They make decent bags in a pinch. I'm pretty good at the whole snowhell lifehacks thing.
Oh, geez, let's see... a little under four months, I think?
[ Something like that. Long enough for her shaved patch of hair to have grown a couple of inches, anyway. It's valuable insulation! ]
And between you and me, I was terrible at all this stuff when I first got here. I spent nearly a week walking through the snow in my freaking socks, so you're already doing way better than I was!
[Just trying to imagine going out in the shitty snowy weather in nothing but his socks is making him scream internally. He probably would have lost, like, all of his toes to frostbite within the first few hours. Because that's just his life.]
I dunno, I think you've, got, like, one up on me. It'd take a real badass to walk around outside in this pit wearing nothing but socks on their feet.
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I'm making this worse, aren't I. By talking about it. Um.
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Not really. I'm not, uh, I'm not normally squeamish? Talking about awful smells isn't the same as smelling them.
[You can't straight up murder as many people as he has while being squeamish. If he puked every time he got splattered in brains and viscera, he'd never have got anything done on Elpis.
He shrugs, and manages a small, crooked smile]
Thanks for the suggestion. I threw it in the next room. Hopefully it'll air out and I won't have to burn it.
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[ It seems more likely that the mould will gain sentience, possess the backpack and start waddling around town snorting spores into people's faces, honestly. That shit needs burning. And a ritual cleansing. And the ashes should be gathered up, sealed in an airtight box and shot into space. ]
But if you do have to get rid of it, try scouring your current location for pillowcases! They make decent bags in a pinch. I'm pretty good at the whole snowhell lifehacks thing.
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That's. That's a good idea. Maybe I'll just do that anyway. Hopefully those don't come pre-moldy.
[he blinks at her muttered remark, and tilts his head, curious.]
How - how long have you been here, now?
[She probably told him once, but damned if he can remember.]
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[ Something like that. Long enough for her shaved patch of hair to have grown a couple of inches, anyway. It's valuable insulation! ]
And between you and me, I was terrible at all this stuff when I first got here. I spent nearly a week walking through the snow in my freaking socks, so you're already doing way better than I was!
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[Just trying to imagine going out in the shitty snowy weather in nothing but his socks is making him scream internally. He probably would have lost, like, all of his toes to frostbite within the first few hours. Because that's just his life.]
I dunno, I think you've, got, like, one up on me. It'd take a real badass to walk around outside in this pit wearing nothing but socks on their feet.